C4212 Strange God Grass

The bearded man, Xiao Nanshan, swept his gaze across the surroundings and whispered into Faang Fann's ear.

At this point, his face was flickering, and he was unable to control his thoughts.

Faang Fann didn't say much and only nodded slightly.

"Understood."

Faang Fann nodded. He naturally understood this principle.

He was the meat on the chopping block